Broken goods?
A flash of coldness crossed Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes at Chen Tian's words, but it quickly vanished.
Feng Xiaoxiao rose to her feet, walked back over, and sat down across from Chen Tian. She gave him a mocking look and sneered, "You've got some nerve. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
"Then I'd really have to thank you."
"Dying would be better than marrying you," Chen Tian said without fear.
"Hahahahaha!"
"I just love men who talk tough."
"The more you resist, the more I like it."
"Well?"
"Doesn't that sound familiar?"
"Aren't those the kinds of things you men love to say?"
"Why can you men treat women like playthings, but we women can't?"
"Just because you're men?"
"I, Feng Xiaoxiao, refuse to accept that fate. I'm going to make you men my playthings."
"Don't forget, the one who rules all of the Nine Profound Domain now is a woman!"
Hearing Feng Xiaoxiao's words, Chen Tian didn't argue. After all, this was a world where the strong made the rules and did whatever they pleased.
Men could treat women like playthings, and naturally, powerful women could treat men the same way.
There was no right or wrong, only a difference in strength and in personal choices.
"What you do has nothing to do with me."
"What kind of life you want is your own business."
"I just don't like it, personally. That's all," Chen Tian said coldly.
At Chen Tian's words, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.
She had met too many sanctimonious people, and plenty of hypocrites who prided themselves on righteousness and spouted benevolence and morality.
Many even sneered at her behavior with disdain, as if only men could do such things and women couldn't.
Feng Xiaoxiao could tell that Chen Tian didn't like someone like her